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About Turin

Here’s a weird one—back in ’92, Vegas cops found a prostiute hidin’ in a dumpster. True story! Escaped a john who went nuts. Little known fact—shows how crazy it gets. I’m thinkin’, man, this life’s brutal. But she’s chill, smokin’ a cig, quotin’ prices like it’s a menu. “You’re in or out, pops?” I’m out—too old for this crap. But I tip her $10 for the chat. She’s surprised—grins, says, “You’re alright.” Felt good, y’know?

Alghero Escort

So, I decide to walk it off. I head to the old town, you know, the cobblestone streets of Alghero. It’s like stepping back in time. I’m wandering around Via della Misericordia, and I stumble upon this tiny shop selling handmade ceramics. I’m checking out this beautiful plate, and the owner starts chatting me up. She’s super passionate about her work. I’m like, “Wow, this is amazing!” But then she drops the price. I’m like, “Whoa, lady! I’m not buying a piece of the moon here!” But I end up getting it anyway. Can’t resist art, right?

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